Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Cannot Turn

“Why is that so, Auntie?” Gendhis seemed hesitant to accept Kalini's request.

“Tante wants to have a child like Gendhis,” replied Kalini straightforwardly.

“Oh, can't,” said Gendhis immediately. “Later papa I cry if his son is captured. Let's not be useful like this, I don't bother you, Auntie,” his chatter is not because.

“Tante seriously,” instead of laughing in response to Gendhis joke, Kalini even put on a tense look. The radiant face that had been decorating her beautiful face just disappeared. “Tante is very dear to you,” Kalini added.

“Okay, how, yes,” Gendhis laughed stiffly as he turned to Chand in hopes that the handsome widower would help him.

“I think that's a good idea,” chirps Chand while sharing a very sweet smile. Gendhis glared at the man sitting next to him.

“You too, Chand. Don't joke, ah. Not funny,” Gendhis chuckled while patting the man's arm tight.

“I'm not kidding,” sahut Chand while putting on a serious look.

While Gendhis had nothing to say. He looked at Kalini and Chand in turn. “This problem should be carefully thought out, Auntie,” he said.

“That's why aunt asked for Gendhis approval. If you agree, we will come to your house. How?” bargain Kalini.

“Aduh, how, yes?” Gendhis scratched his non-itchy head. To be honest he was not wanting to be in a relationship with anyone, because in his mind was still full of the shadows of Manggala.

“Tante directly talk to papa, deh,” break up Gendhis hesitate. In her heart, she really hoped that Susena would reject Kalini's proposal.

However, the reality that Gendhis had hoped for was not what he wanted. The next day, when Kalini and Chand visited Susena's house, Gendhis's father accepted Kalini's wishes with open arms. Susena seemed unable to refuse all the requests of her former lover during high school.

“Eh, but, wait, wait!” Gendhis raised his hands high, just like the members of the House of Representatives who were interrupting. He then inched closer to the father who was sitting not far from him. “Tumben papa yes-iya aja,” whisper so soft.

“Not that you like her?” reply Susena while whispering anyway.

“Idih, who said?” gendhis protests while advancing lips.

“Oh, still not moved on from Manggala?” susena asked, still in a whisper.

Genphis did not answer. He simply floated a compassionate look at the father while shaking his head slowly.

“Waduh, how, yes?” Susena scratched her beard. Every now and then he glanced at Kalini who was waiting for Gendhis reply with a hopeful face. The middle-aged man was in a dilemma. He didn't want to impose his will on Gendhis. But he was also heavy to disappoint Kalini. “Ah, I have an idea. Tell you what, how about ...”

“Lunch is ready!” granny Sri's shrill voice was present and cut Susena's conversation just like that. Wearing a cane, he walked from the inside of the house to the next to Susena.

“What is this, Bu?” Susena looked at her mother with a question mark.

“Hanum and Utari special cooking for our guests. It is better to fill the stomach first before continuing the meeting,” replied Granny Sri.

“Let's go, Grandma. All in all,” push Chand smooth. “We are still curious about the idea of Om Susena,” he continued.

“Oh, I see,” Granny Sri squinted. He then approached Chand and watched him closely. “Hm,” Granny Sri then mangosteen, then back away. He moved to the side of Genphis.

“You want to propose to my grandson again?” Grandma Sri immediately took over the course of the meeting. From the beginning he had felt that Susena would not be able to be assertive because she was swept away by the feeling of blue on Kalini.

“That's right, Mom,” said Chand's mother immediately.

“Especially Gendhis was traumatized because your side canceled the marriage unilaterally,” continued Granny Sri.

“For this time I can make sure that such painful things will not happen again, Nek,” said Chand interrupting Granny Sri. “I regret with my attitude at that time,”.

“Yes, but as I said earlier. Gendhis and Nak Chand don't know each other very well yet. Just so you know, yeah. My granddaughter if sleep like snoring, you know. Ngoroknya kenceng, again,” said Granny Sri who was in contact to make Gendhis panic.

“Nek, forbidden to open disgrace, sin!” he tried to silence his grandmother's mouth. But Grandma Sri first bit her grandson's palm using dentures.

“Gendhis also sleeps like a dead man. It is very difficult to build,” continued Granny Sri dismantle the habits of her grandson. “He can't cook. If the cook likes salinity, I am afraid that suddenly Nak Chand suffers from high blood later.”

“He if nyapu can not clean. Sure enough, her husband must have brewokan,” chirped Grandma Sri as if she did not want to stop.

“I am willing to accept everything, Nek,” Chand said as he realized the direction of Grandma Sri's conversation. “Scooking it can actually be treated and cured. I will help him to get rid of the disease. Gendhis also did not need to sweep, as I could rent a maid to help with homework. When I cook, I think I can cook a variety of menus. I once worked as an assistant chef when I was in college,”, said Chand with a smile.

“Jeez, but my granddaughter is eating a cane. The rice is never clean. Exactly like chicken.” said Granny Sri again.

“Dih. Yes, not like Grandma who if you eat can really clean like anj ..” Gendhis hurriedly poked his lips, for Susena had first glared at him.

Chand looked down to hide the laughter. A moment later, the handsome man raised his face while smiling calmly. It made Grandma Sri look in amazement at him. His initial goal of wanting to make Chand disgusted and dislike Gendhis, collapsed already. Susena's mother was even interested entirely in the Indian Javanese blaster man earlier.

“Yes Allah, the sweetness. It was like when I was young. The abah also used to be contested with ronggeng dancers,” chirps Granny Sri. “Good. Granny anyway yes.”

Unlike the gendhis who are getting pale. “Wait!” as he stood up. “I also don't know Chand's character. If he likes to crumble, what? Or ... if it turns out to like fart carelessly, also how?” gendhis was-was.

“Ah, this is it. I have an idea too,” Kalini said as he lifted his index finger.

“How?” timpal Susena is excited.

“It looks like the idea of not being in a hurry is also good,” Kalini said. “Nak Gendhis is still not working?” tanyanya.

“But!” susena, Grandma Sri and Gendhis answered at the same time.

“You can help me, can't you, Kalini? Gendhis made the rice stock at home so quickly run out. Give him work, let there be income. Not to spend his father's money alone,” complained Susena while exhaling a long breath.

“Well, what a coincidence!” Kalini snapped her finger. “Gendhis to work in Chand's office. He can help anything there. That way, our children can get closer and closer. Later they will be able to understand each other and understand each other like the term Sri's mother, which is building chemistry,” explained Kalini.

“I guess that's a good idea,” timpal Chand with a satisfied smile. Similarly, Susena and Grandma Sri who nodded enthusiastically. The other with Gendhis. He had to force himself to laugh and be fine as in his heart a shrill cry out the name of Manggala.

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Thank you readers who still faithfully follow the story of Gendhis. I can only say a lot makasiiih, and all of you stop by this one cool work well.